[To Heine, it's actually kind of... What the hell is wrong with him?]
Maybe you just... need it.
[Or was it him that has caused this hunger to surface again? Heine's not sure what to think, but he's even more curious. He follows the path of Kuro's eyes, his head tilting slightly to the side.
He releases his hair, his fingers petting an ear as he lets go, but it's to bring it to his neck and loosen the bandages. They slither out of the way, exposing the length of pale skin beneath, marred by a pink scar that half circles it. The plate that he keeps out of view glints on the back of his neck.]
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Maybe you just... need it.
[Or was it him that has caused this hunger to surface again? Heine's not sure what to think, but he's even more curious. He follows the path of Kuro's eyes, his head tilting slightly to the side.
He releases his hair, his fingers petting an ear as he lets go, but it's to bring it to his neck and loosen the bandages. They slither out of the way, exposing the length of pale skin beneath, marred by a pink scar that half circles it. The plate that he keeps out of view glints on the back of his neck.]
You can if you want.